Текст песни Lativ - забег на выживание

can not be moved, even the molecules of my
mission is not feasible because I'm a master of sport in rap
I mil hip hop and more comin only kalegu
fourth round of the race and your Panji still ridiculous

kneel down grind. wipe and ask praschene
odnastupenkaty mine shaft having an axis of rotation not
saying you're a god, he flatters you for your communication style
waiting for the slaughter occurred as the introduction of bone raschelinu

chatted Vital Do not give medals neutral battles give trouble
based on the traditions I suetsidalny further needs repair koppetalny
but I'm waiting room when the legs to the floor plunges
chorus shaking said that my becoming a volley

my task is to perform the planned scope of works
and keep my seven but I jump over your head
rap subculture became part of my life
I knew the race for the crown finish for me it is only the start

talchёk crunch without Crean Clay in the bush
stake flipping tired held on lips
Included where there is empty if it is the statute
my style is like a rocket I press the start button
 

when I read you zhzhёg and current ebashil
even the cat on the oak is said that your total
be Indians and I at least john vashinkton
adding text crap like the second volume of Dead Souls

I shout bravo I'm in the game though injury
Crean glue boy but descend from the right desttantsii
Goodbye Give crab on you in a ditch and we chat
in your read-through is not enough tehniki.podachi and mouth gag

fate cries I pass by I can not argue with her
not go his way and let him for having escaped
Crean glue turn around because there is no one behind
it means your rap is not just shit in twins

though not included give me speed timer
you're accounting knowledge to keep secret
let a large ship but lives on the bottom
the joy of life in the fire remember lativ May Neum